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Once the Necromancers around the central altar begin to suffer a large-scale loss, it is clear to tell Lin Hao that the demon emperor has come out of the cave and can start to act.

He asked the skeleton king to mobilize the scattered dead creatures to rush to the place where there was a lot of loss, and informed the position of the demon emperor with the death of countless dead creatures.

With the help of the map in his mind, Lin Hao covered his breath and rushed to the central altar.

Lin Hao first carefully hid in the forest, opened the brocade bag hanging on his waist, and swallowed two or three magic pills to improve his perception and physique, and at the same time to temporarily improve the absorption speed of spiritual power.

Then he quickly let the soul power surge out, cautiously and restrained searching for the monster breath in the central altar - it's still meaningful for him to send so many dead creatures, there is no monster here.

The whole area of the central altar is quiet, and only occasionally the roar of monsters in the forest can be heard. However, under the command of the skeleton king, those monsters will only be carried farther and farther by the army of dead creatures.

Without hesitation, Lin Hao stepped on the altar carved with magnificent patterns, then pulled out the Longyin sword at his waist, used its sharp blade as a crowbar, and inserted it obliquely into the stone slab, trying to pry out the blood red gem.

But no matter how hard he tried, it was just like growing on the altar, and it just didn't move.

"Who can inherit blood?" Canggou's voice floated out triumphantly, "of course, it is a few drops of your blood to go in, let the blood in this gem recognize a Lord."

"You didn't say that earlier." Lin Hao immediately turned the edge of his sword, cut his fingertips, and dripped toward the gem. "I thought I would give this gem to you to activate the blood of Qinglong."

With the fresh blood dripping into the gem, the red gem, which was bright enough, became more and more crystal clear, and the fog like red light also permeated from the gem and floated in the air.

Lin Hao's heart moved again, subconsciously raised his arm, hesitated forward to reach out his fingertips, wanted to touch the red fog - the power of blood was far more positive than him, and immediately gathered up and quickly wrapped his fingertips.

Those mists had a seemingly bloody smell, and the aura was even more intense. When he was close to Lin Hao's skin, his heart could not help stirring up violently, and his skin was even more hot.

A distant call from the blood, vaguely transmitted in Lin Hao's heart, stimulated his whole body's spiritual power, let the red lines burst out from his fingertips, like the magnificent flowers climbing the wall, and spread up along the skin.

But in an instant, the red fog disappeared completely, and turned into a red pattern around his whole body. Even like the black dog, his face was covered with tangled patterns, which made Lin Hao's eyes rise a bit of bright gold.

But this brings him, but it is not a substantial increase in strength, but severe pain.